Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT [Book - 1]

Chapter 178 - Valyria 04.

[Chapter Size: 3200 Words.]

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Thrid Person POV

Essos, 296 AC.

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BOOOM!

BOOOM!

BOOOM!

BOOOM!

Explosions erupted within the fog of Valyria as various greyscale-infected creatures ran, only to be shattered into pieces by the flames.

And who was their target? Jon Artica, calmly watching the crowd while standing alone, beginning to burn and destroy all those who tried to attack him.

Jon had reunited with his men after finding the Valyrian steel forge, causing them to immediately disagree with his decision to venture into the fire-consumed lands, facing all the beast-men alone.

Jon didn't want anyone else with him, as they would only be a hindrance, especially after two royal guards had been infected. He became very tense as they removed their armor, revealing the areas where the infected had touched them with their hands or even with their highly contagious blood.

The battle against those creatures began as soon as Jon announced his location in front of the gate, bursting apart those who wandered nearby waiting to attack. It wasn't difficult for a crowd to flee the city.

Jon felt the blessing of fire stronger than ever before, perhaps his Valyrian side was reacting; after all, Targaryen blood carries magic. But it had never done more than spark a flame until now. He was taking advantage of this power to enter these lands, which would otherwise be nearly impossible for him to handle with their dangers.

Some greyscale-infected appeared from the side trying to grab him, while he waited, throwing more fireballs with one hand while holding his Valyrian steel sword in the other.

The crowd was easy to fend off when he was dealing with the beasts charging at him. It was as if he were fighting wights, but without their masters to command them, making them even easier to deal with.

After launching a few more fireballs that exploded while slowing down the main group, footsteps were heard. Jon swiftly moved his sword, slashing through those greyscale-infected that were already close to him. They were cut like paper, despite their skin being hardened with the grey layer that made it tougher, but Valyrian steel was very effective in slicing through his enemies.

He continued cutting down those close to him and obliterating dozens of them with each shot of his flames, while the people inside the castle could only hear the explosions outside.

"He'll be okay... right?" Daenerys couldn't help but fear for Jon, who had decided to venture into Valyria without protection despite everyone's protests, but this was the king's order.

"He'll be okay... even though he promised he would take me with him..." Arya murmured, a little frustrated, though deep down, she believed Jon was right that anyone accompanying him would only get in his way.

"I think you're right..." Despite her fear, Daenerys believed that Jon could survive that chaos after witnessing everything he was capable of.

The royal guards were in the corner, trying to wrap the infected to prevent others from touching them or spreading the greyscale to the rest of their bodies.

The battle continued as Jon had already lost track of time while he was destroying more and more enemies. He found himself surrounded this time, as the enemies seemed endless, forcing him to retreat past the castle wall with the beasts pursuing him through the same hole, only to be blown apart with great force.